Much of this story is best told with pictures and not with words. So, look all of the way down at the bottom to see the photos that don’t embed in the text. We pick up our adventure in Puerto Vallarta, from where we caught two flights to arrive in Boise late at night. Nathan got an up-close look at the cockpit and sat next to the pilot before take-off. I’m sure that he was impressed with the plane, but he still says he is going to be a train driver. I asked him if he ever thought of doing a job where he doesn’t drive anything, and his response was, “You mean, work in a supermarket?”. From Boise we drove east and our journey paralleled the Snake river across mainly flat land with just a
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